In the backroom of the bar, crusty fingernails I saw him
  Everything was hidden by all the greasy hair he was in
  Never looking up, he seemed so sad I tried to offer him
  My shot of whiskey but he said I only drink gin
    We sat there quietly purposely ignoring the room
  He smiled wistfully, his shirt was dirty and torn
  Everlasting glances left open ended chances
  But he stole my heart when he ordered a double for me
    In the back room of the bar
  In the back room of the bar
  We made a great couple me and him
  Cause I drink whiskey but he only ever drinks gin
  Well that's the way it is with him
    Went to the ladies room, when I returned to my chair
  His hands were in my bag, red handed guilt everywhere
  Took out a photo of an old Romeo
  Threw it over his shoulder and rested his hand on my knee
    We played these games where we go through the whole alphabet
  He'd have an Adam and Eve and I had a Dixie Julep
  Went through an Artillery, Caruso, and a Diamond Fizz
  Fallen Angel, Green Dragon, ending with a kiss in the dark
    In the back room of the bar
  In the back room of the bar
  We made a great couple me and him
  Cause I drink whiskey but he only ever drinks gin
    Last call came right at once, glasses were empty and dry
  We got our second wind but all we had was a dime
  Didn't even seem to care, the bartender unaware
  We jumped overthe counter, took off with our hands full of booze
    In the back room of the bar
  In the back room of the bar
  We made a great couple me and him
  Cause I drink whiskey but he only ever drinks gin [x2]